A couple of days ago, I had what some byproducts of popular culture might call a ‘Carrie Bradshaw moment’. I was walking along Elizabeth Street, eating a delicious pesto chicken and avocado sandwich, when a twenty-something man approached me. Yes, you read correctly, someone of the OPPOSITE GENDER stopped me in the street to ask for my number.
Since this encounter (which ended in me giving the attractive man my number), I’ve been turning the scenario into a scene of SATC in my head, the romanticism proving to overcome my feminist values. It also got me thinking about a paper I wrote last semester, on the - mostly negative - gender stereotypes promoted by Sex and the City.
The nature of my imagination only confirms my original thoughts: that SATC has played a massive role in how we perceive dating culture. And while Carrie Bradshaw’s mentality seems to be a popular one at the moment, it’s probably not okay. Not just because it continues to purport negative stereotypes, but also because it has created a mindset in which we turn things into something they aren’t, because that’s how we think they should be. For example, when I think about this scene as part of a SATC episode, Carrie is small and sort-of timid, and the guy who stops her is tall and strong. I can’t help but picture it like that, even though in reality it doesn’t ring true.
I didn’t choose to reimagine this scenario in a dominant-male subordinate-female setting, but the fact I did automatically is saying something. Now, I’m not trying to say that romance is an evil concept created by men in order to control women, just that the general idea about what romance is, should probably change.
Side Note: I wrote this whilst procrastinating getting ready for a date with stop-me-in-the-street-guy, sitting in bed wearing grey sweats. How very, very unromantic of me.